Ordi—why wait for it—nary! Ordinary!

Only one show has the power to bring me from horribly
ruptured in one moment, to slamming my keyboard in sheer delight in the next.
This show, right now, is How I Met Your
Mother. And this is Barney’s Bro-Mitzvah.

Let’s break it down.

Barney, for his epic bachelor party (I think it could have
been “bro”chelor party), gave his four friends ultra-specific guidelines to
follow—in near-Hebrew font, no less! While I adjusted to the dradle-drabble,
Barney left Robin, Ted, Marshall, and Lily with no real room for error or
surprise.
We’ll get to their fix later.

Ted and Marshall kidnap Barney before a dinner he’d planned
with his fiancé and mother to go to Atlantic City for his party. And things go
just about as well as you’d guess from someone that had to bail on their future
bride to go gamble with bros. I.e., the
very opposite of well.

The two wingmen sort
of follow Barney’s list, though not in the ways Barney (nor I) expected.
They pulled stunts like:

Barney doesn’t learn until the reception at his apartment
that his friends were actually planning the only thing they learned from him
for sure. A play.
This one is called: The Barney.

In essence, The Barney means giving this
soon-to-be-former bachelor a night he’ll never forget, not by giving him the
BEST night, but by giving him the WORST.They even did a stellar job of delivering, in the end, the “true”
Karate Kid.

It was the clown. The clown was the Karate Kid.
Commence keyboard smashing.